hero?it must be me

Suddenly, Kakyoin laughed.

So everyone's eyes turned to him involuntarily.

"Ah, I'm sorry, but Mr. Joestar's words reminded me of something interesting."

Being stared at by everyone, Kakyoin waved her hand in embarrassment.

"Interesting thing?"

Er Qiao asked suspiciously.

"Mr. Joestar, what you think is familiar, is it Doraemon?"

what?

Zheng Qi looked at Noriaki Kakyoin expressionlessly.

"what!"

Er Qiao clapped his hands.

"Indeed, this is it!"

Chapter 18 No.17: Dior: Close it, it’s boring

Although they are all nonsense settings that are not dared to be easily adopted in science fiction novels, after all, there are such unreasonable things as doubles. Zheng Qi's obviously flawed nonsense was finally found in the hands of a blue cat-shaped robot. Under the cover of his name, he got everyone's favor.

Congrats, congratulations.

"But I really didn't expect that a man like you, Zheng Qi, would be so capable as a stand-in. Well, he's not good at fighting head-on."

"I said it before."

Zheng Qi said seriously: "I hate violence, especially senseless violence."

"Indeed, a person with a childlike heart like you, oh, in the words of your hometown, shouldn't it be called a childlike heart?"

Er Qiao smiled and nodded: "I believe what you said now."

"..."

There is a view that the ability and appearance of a substitute is inseparable from the substitute messenger itself. Therefore, from the appearance and ability of a substitute, it is often possible to roughly judge what kind of person the substitute messenger is.

As a fortuneteller, Abdel believed in this statement.

And Erqiao and Jotaro, who learned a lot of information about substitutes through Abdel, naturally believed in the point of view that Abdel once put forward.

As for Kakyoin.

He himself is indeed a powerful testament to the truth of this view.

and so……

Zheng Qi rubbed his eyebrows: "Compared to making fun of me, Mr. Abdel, how is the investigation going?"

When talking about business, everyone's expressions tensed immediately.

Mrs. Holly went to cook. Although Er Qiao asked her to take a good rest, Mrs. Holly, who has not been told about the double for the time being, has always been restless.

However, this also made everyone not have to worry about the next topic being heard by her for the time being.

"About this, I have indeed found out."

Abdel put the illustrated book that Pian Curry took out in front of everyone.

"That fly is the Nile tsetse, which only exists in the Nile valley of Egypt. Not only that, but from the markings on its feet, it can be inferred that it is a special type of Nile tsetse called Aswan tsetse. A special breed only found in the Aswan generation."

"That……"

Er Qiao looked at the world map spread out on the low table among the crowd.

"Yes, Zheng Qi's prophetic dream is correct. Dior is probably in Egypt now, and it can be limited to the vicinity of Aswan."

"It really should be in Egypt."

Kakyoin suddenly said: "The granulation on my head was implanted by that guy, Dio, three months ago when I was traveling with my family in the Nile Valley of Egypt."

"Um……"

Er Qiao pondered for a moment.

The information obtained during the previous investigation of Kakyoin also proved what Kakyoin said.

Coupled with Abdel's investigation results, it now appears that Zheng Qi's words are correct.

Dior, right here in Egypt.

"Since this is the case, Zheng Qi must carefully consider your other judgment."

Er Qiao frowned tightly.

"Yes."

Abdel agreed.

"Another judgment?"

Huajingyuan looked at Zheng Qi suspiciously.

"The killer that Dior might have sent."

Abdel replied: "Just like you, a killer who exists as a stand-in messenger."

"Well."

Kakyoin stared.

"Even you who had the granulation implanted three months ago can be dispatched, which means that Dior may be able to accurately detect our relationship with the Joestar clan as Zheng Qi said. location. Then the trip to Egypt cannot be made easy."

"Especially those killers are likely to be as ruthless as Dior. Conventional means of transportation are likely to involve innocent people in battle."

"Tsk, there is no way to go on the empty road."

Putting down the pen used to draw the road map in his hand, Er Qiao gritted his teeth: "There is no way to reach Egypt as soon as possible."

Seeing everyone in the room looking unhappy, Kakyoin hesitated for a moment before asking.

"Excuse me, Mr. Joestar, if it is to eliminate Dio, it is obviously better to have a long-term plan, why..."

"Because there are reasons why Dior must be eradicated as soon as possible."

After getting permission from Erqiao and Jotaro, Zheng Qi answered their heavy heart.

In a short but clear way, he told Kakyoin about the relationship between the Joestar family and Dio, and the crisis that Mrs. Holly would face.

"Actually..."

When she knew that the uncontrolled double was likely to backfire on Mrs. Holly herself, and even lead to Mrs. Holly's death, Kakyoin's expression became serious.

"When are you going to leave, I want to go with you."

"You want to be together too?"

Jotaro looked at Kakyoin: "Why?"

"Do you need a reason to save people?"

Kakyoin laughed: "And, thanks to you, I can wake up, so..."

He tapped his forehead lightly.

"That's all."

"Then you have to make it clear with Aunt Huajingyuan, after all..."

Zheng Qi folded his hands, looked at Jotaro and Kakyoin: "You are both still students."

"Students should look like students, shouldn't they?"

"You're right, it is."

Kakyoin nodded with a smile.

"whispering sound."

Jotaro turned his face sideways, the arc of the corner of his mouth flashed away.

Seeing this scene, Er Qiao and Abdel also showed smiles on their faces.

"In that case, get ready to go right away."

Er Qiao stood up: "I will use the SPW consortium to design the route to Egypt as safely as possible. Since the air route is not possible, we will take the sea route. I have already arranged the SPW doctor team for Holly. After we set off, They will be responsible for taking care of Holly's physical condition 24 hours a day."

"Wait a mininute."

Zheng Qi raised his right hand.

"What's wrong? Zheng Qi, do you have any ideas?"

Er Qiao stopped moving, and everyone also looked at Zheng Qi.

Relying on the so-called "predictive dreams" many times, Zheng Qi's words now carry considerable weight in everyone's hearts.

"I think the idea of ​​not flying is very good. Once we are attacked in the air, none of us will have the ability to fly, which will be very dangerous. If it is by sea, Mr. Joestar, are you going to ask the SPW consortium to prepare a special plane for us?" Is the ship going directly to Egypt?"

"Yes."

Er Qiao nodded: "Although the efficiency is not as good as the air route, the sea route is not too slow."

"The sea route is a good choice, but Mr. Joestar, on the sea, once we meet the killer sent by Dior, we may be in a disadvantageous situation."

"I will let the SPW consortium choose trustworthy personnel."

"There are so many people, even the SPW consortium, there is no guarantee that there will be no substitute messengers who are good at disguising and sneaking into the ship."

Zheng Qi stretched out his hand to Erqiao: "Mr. Joestar, let me use the pen."

"Pen? What are you going to do?"

Er Qiao handed over the pen.

"Mr. Abdel, do you have a notebook or something?"

"Have."

Abdel gave Zheng Qi the small notebook he had used for short essays when he was looking up information.

I saw Zheng Qi flipping open the little book, and writing something on it when he raised his pen.

"Zheng Qi?"

"Mr. Joestar, I'm writing a strategy."

"Strategy?"

Er Qiao looked puzzled.

"Yes."

Zheng Qi nodded calmly.

"Now, I will write down the identities of all the substitute messengers under Dior, their substitutes, and their substitute abilities that I know."

Chapter 19 Chapter 18: Ultimate Creatures Don't Like Teamfights

Zheng Qi didn't spend too much time, and theoretically wrote all the relevant information about the stand-in messenger that Jotaro and the others would encounter in the third part in this ordinary little book.

Er Qiao and the others gathered around, watching Zheng Qi's writing, and wanted to open his mouth to ask questions several times, but noticed Zheng Qi's engrossing concentration, so he couldn't help but stop talking.

That's all.

Zheng Qi's pen tip touched a corner of the white paper, and after re-reading the content he had just written in his mind, he put the pen down.

"finished."

"Uh, Zheng Qi."

Er Qiao put one hand on Zheng Qi's shoulder.

"It took some time, a long wait, Mr. Joestar."

Zheng Qi handed over the notebook, but saw a subtle expression on Er Qiao's face, as if hesitating to speak.

"what happened?"